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The experience of you
is probably more than enough to create oases in desserts.
I don’t think you’re wonderful.
The mirage I swear that we own
is not easy to classify.
Nothing as splendid as Splenda
and I feel it is best I stay and never know at least cane sugar.
It is still, sweet.
I can be satisfied with that right?
I am lying, but I need to stay.
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What if salt looks me in the face
like it was once brown but now bleached and ready for me?
Sure, passion is a fire that will caramelize sugar for richer taste.
Yes, passion is a fire that turns salt to clear liquid, melting lead.
My skin is softer.
Than lead.
I will be, at the very least, scarred.
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My feelings are quite shallow; I don’t wish to hurt you.
That makes me a decent human being and not any sort of lover.
I cannot call you a friend though I want to.
I do not wish to call you significant though you should be.
I can say that there is no animosity because there isn’t.
I can say there is only amiability because it is just that.
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I sometimes feel I’d rather salt could lick my wounds over and over again
than to live in our so-called whatever.
But here I am, fostering an indescribable lie.
Far too bored to be descriptive.
Especially because if I open my mouth,
safety is gone.
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That’s it.
You are safe.
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You are here.
You'll always be.
I need not fear any change and therefore I can get comfortable.
I will not deny the laziness that comes with that realization.
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Safety is with silence.
It is lost with speech.
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